null in withdrawal

    Imagine a tired, slightly disheveled Black man with wide, desperate eyes, scratching his neck anxiously like he really needs a fix. He’s hunched forward, lips slightly chapped, wearing a worn-out hoodie, and looking up pleadingly. His expression is a perfect mix of hope and withdrawal, as if he’s running on fumes and just needs one more hit of that sweet, sweet energy. Above him, glowing in bright neon letters, is the word "BUZZ?", flickering slightly like a tempting mirage. Scattered around him are crushed energy drink cans, half-empty coffee cups, and maybe even a frayed phone charger, hinting at a life dedicated to the pursuit of pure, unfiltered hype. The whole scene should capture that "Y’all got any more of that BUZZ?" energy in a hilarious yet over-the-top way.
    Imagine a tired, slightly disheveled Black man with wide, desperate eyes, scratching his neck anxiously like he really needs a fix. He’s hunched forward, lips slightly chapped, wearing a worn-out hoodie, and looking up pleadingly. His expression is a perfect mix of hope and withdrawal, as if he’s running on fumes and just needs one more hit of that sweet, sweet energy. Above him, glowing in bright neon letters, is the word "BUZZ?", flickering slightly like a tempting mirage. Scattered around him are crushed energy drink cans, half-empty coffee cups, and maybe even a frayed phone charger, hinting at a life dedicated to the pursuit of pure, unfiltered hype. The whole scene should capture that "Y’all got any more of that BUZZ?" energy in a hilarious yet over-the-top way.
    Imagine a scruffy, sleep-deprived cat with ragged fur, wide, bloodshot eyes, and a desperate, jittery expression. It's hunched over, scratching its neck like an addict in withdrawal, staring up with a pleading look. The cat’s whiskers are slightly frazzled, its tail twitches uncontrollably, and its tiny paws are outstretched as if begging. Above its head, in bold, glowing letters, is the word "BUZZ?" like a divine source of energy. Scattered around are empty coffee cups, overturned energy drink cans, and maybe even a chewed-up power cord for that extra “desperate for energy” vibe. The whole scene should scream "Y'all got any more of that BUZZ?"
    Imagine a tired, slightly disheveled Black man with wide, desperate eyes, scratching his neck anxiously like he really needs a fix. He’s hunched forward, lips slightly chapped, wearing a worn-out hoodie, and looking up pleadingly. His expression is a perfect mix of hope and withdrawal, as if he’s running on fumes and just needs one more hit of that sweet, sweet energy. Above him, glowing in bright neon letters, is the word "BUZZ?", flickering slightly like a tempting mirage. Scattered around him are crushed energy drink cans, half-empty coffee cups, and maybe even a frayed phone charger, hinting at a life dedicated to the pursuit of pure, unfiltered hype. The whole scene should capture that "Y’all got any more of that BUZZ?" energy in a hilarious yet over-the-top way.
    Imagine a scruffy, sleep-deprived cat with ragged fur, wide, bloodshot eyes, and a desperate, jittery expression. It's hunched over, scratching its neck like an addict in withdrawal, staring up with a pleading look. The cat’s whiskers are slightly frazzled, its tail twitches uncontrollably, and its tiny paws are outstretched as if begging. Above its head, in bold, glowing letters, is the word "BUZZ?" like a divine source of energy. Scattered around are empty coffee cups, overturned energy drink cans, and maybe even a chewed-up power cord for that extra “desperate for energy” vibe. The whole scene should scream "Y'all got any more of that BUZZ?"
    Imagine a scruffy, sleep-deprived cat with ragged fur, wide, bloodshot eyes, and a desperate, jittery expression. It's hunched over, scratching its neck like an addict in withdrawal, staring up with a pleading look. The cat’s whiskers are slightly frazzled, its tail twitches uncontrollably, and its tiny paws are outstretched as if begging. Above its head, in bold, glowing letters, is the word "BUZZ?" like a divine source of energy. Scattered around are empty coffee cups, overturned energy drink cans, and maybe even a chewed-up power cord for that extra “desperate for energy” vibe. The whole scene should scream "Y'all got any more of that BUZZ?"
    Imagine a tired, slightly disheveled Black man with wide, desperate eyes, scratching his neck anxiously like he really needs a fix. He’s hunched forward, lips slightly chapped, wearing a worn-out hoodie, and looking up pleadingly. His expression is a perfect mix of hope and withdrawal, as if he’s running on fumes and just needs one more hit of that sweet, sweet energy. Above him, glowing in bright neon letters, is the word "BUZZ?", flickering slightly like a tempting mirage. Scattered around him are crushed energy drink cans, half-empty coffee cups, and maybe even a frayed phone charger, hinting at a life dedicated to the pursuit of pure, unfiltered hype. The whole scene should capture that "Y’all got any more of that BUZZ?" energy in a hilarious yet over-the-top way.
    Imagine a scruffy, sleep-deprived cat with ragged fur, wide, bloodshot eyes, and a desperate, jittery expression. It's hunched over, scratching its neck like an addict in withdrawal, staring up with a pleading look. The cat’s whiskers are slightly frazzled, its tail twitches uncontrollably, and its tiny paws are outstretched as if begging. Above its head, in bold, glowing letters, is the word "BUZZ?" like a divine source of energy. Scattered around are empty coffee cups, overturned energy drink cans, and maybe even a chewed-up power cord for that extra “desperate for energy” vibe. The whole scene should scream "Y'all got any more of that BUZZ?"

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